Monday morning, got my boots on My tells me that my money is gone Got a honey depending on me To take her to town at the end of the We'll find a spot so we can reconnect As as I get my Friday paycheck
We'll get a chilly dog at the bowling lane I'm still a-working on perfect game catch a movie when my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the good comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a high roller a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just gotta stay above poverty line Food on the table, roof head Leave something to my ones When I up dead
You never know life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
Wish I tell the foreman when I'm under the gun Take job and shove it son I keep it to myself 'cause I get paid And dance my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the when they're doing sound check Why don't you give me some cash my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to have a time I just gotta above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never know what life throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my Friday
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life will throw at you I'm counting down the days till my Friday
I get my hands on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that Friday
Ooh, gotta get that paycheck been waiting on that whistle Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, paycheck